Glasses on My Slut as She Sucks Then Rides

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair falls around her face as she takes him in her mouth, her glasses slipping down her nose. You feel her warm breath on your skin as she moves slowly, teasingly, her tongue tracing the length of him. Her body is a curve of lace and skin, her breasts straining against the black fabric as she kneels over him.

Her fingers brush against his thighs, guiding him into her as she lowers herself onto him. You feel the ache building inside you, your hand moving instinctively to relieve the pressure. She moans softly as he fills her, her hips rocking back and forth in a slow rhythm. The sound of their bodies moving together is intoxicating, making your pulse pound in your ears.

As she rides him, her buttocks bounce with each movement, her thong pulled aside to reveal the slick flesh beneath. You can't help but stroke yourself faster, feeling the edge approaching. But just as you think you're about to lose control, she slows down, teasing you with gentle movements. How long will you last?